His mind was in a jumble, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered what Tai Jian had said earlier—"Maybe things will be better after you get married."
Xu Xian slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing what was going on.
Yes, Princess Heyang is such a fairy-like figure, Master might have taken a liking to her!
Xu Xian thought about it more and more and felt that this was indeed the case.
That day, he came to visit his master in order to introduce her to the Princess of Heyang. He had no hope, but his master readily agreed. Today, his master not only did not make things difficult for the Princess of Heyang, but also treated her gently and saw her off.
My master spends most of his time in the deep mountains and forests, and his daily interactions are mostly with patients or their relatives. He has never seen a woman as beautiful as Princess Heyang. Not to mention, Princess Heyang is also extremely kind-hearted and cares deeply for the people of Shuzhou.
This is not just about the Princess of Heyang!
This is his future teacher's wife!
But... Master is almost twenty years older than me, is that really okay?
Tai Jian stood to the side and saw Xu Xian's expression change several times, while Shang Shaoyan looked at Xu Xian more and more like he was looking at a fool. He quickly nudged Xu Xian in the dark.
Xu Xian snapped out of his daze, looked at Shang Shaoyan, and his gaze suddenly changed, revealing a hint of awe: "It's a bit cold here, let's go back first. Don't worry, I'll pretend I never heard of this and keep it to myself."
Shang Shaoyan: "...?"
She looked at Xu Xian with a hint of suffocation: "Am I that old?"
Xu Xian was startled and quickly denied it: "Not old, how could I be old?"
You are the elders in terms of seniority!
As he spoke, Xu Xian eagerly opened the carriage door for Shang Shaoyan and bent down to wait for him to get in.
Shang Shaoyan: "..."
She didn't understand why Xu Xian had suddenly become like this. What had happened that she didn't know about?
...
Suzhou.
Qiao Xiuyu stood tall and elegant in the courtyard, his slender fingers holding a few chess pieces. He looked down at the chessboard set up under the tree, seemingly hesitating about how to place his pieces.
A gentle spring breeze, carrying a hint of warmth, softly blew through Qiao Xiuyu's long, black hair. He wore a white, semi-transparent veil over his hair, which mingled with the breeze, making him look like a celestial being who had stepped out of a painting.
When he passed by on the eleventh, he saw his young master deep in thought as he looked at the chessboard. He couldn't help but slow his pace, afraid of disturbing Qiao Xiuyu. He sighed, thinking that it was indeed not easy for people born into the imperial family.
He quietly walked past Qiao Xiuyu, when he suddenly heard Qiao Xiuyu say in confusion, "How could this be..."
Eleven felt a chill run down his spine. He realized that the young master had become like this after reading the letter, and he felt uneasy. Could it be that something terrible had happened in Northern Zhou?
He thought for a moment, then hesitated before stepping forward: "Young master, please don't worry too much..."
Qiao Xiuyu was startled by the sudden appearance of Eleven, but quickly regained her composure, frowned slightly, and sighed, "How can I not be worried after something like this has happened?"
Eleven had almost never seen Qiao Xiuyu so worried, and was immediately taken aback by the scene. He tentatively asked, "What happened?"
Qiao Xiuyu rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache: "An'an said in her letter... that my poem was very well written, and that I'm not allowed to write it again next time."
eleven:"……"
That's it?
Eleven stared blankly at Qiao Xiuyu muttering to herself, "How could I not like it? Don't all girls like those tender, affectionate words? Could it be that Li Langxuan lied to me?"
ha.
Indeed, he shouldn't have had any expectations of the young master.
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